Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 2084: 867, Flame Body, Undying
Zhu Rong did not die!

The members of the Blazing Prairie Tribe beneath the altar were first stunned, then burst into excited cheers.

Only Zhu Tian, looking at Zhu Rong clad in flames, felt somewhat panicked for a moment.

“Where, where is the totem beast…”

Without the totem beast, the Blazing Prairie Tribe would have no protection, and they would have to face the invasion of powerful demon beasts directly.

In mid-air, Zhu Rong’s face first showed confusion, then he looked at the flames and the dense flame divine patterns on his body, and slowly clenched his fist.

“Roar—”

He roared skyward, a surge of towering flame brilliance emanating from around him.

This brilliance was ten times stronger than the Power of Fire of the totem divine beast!

As Zhu Rong roared, the flames around him transformed into a set of flame battle armor, solidifying on his body.

His figure slowly descended, and the moment he set foot on the stone platform, a burst of flames rose from the three marks below.

The fire on the altar that had been extinguished was rekindled.

Only when this fire rose did Zhu Tian finally relax, followed by a look of joy on his face.

“Zhu Rong!”

Someone shouted aloud.

“Zhu Rong!”

“Zhu Rong—”

The tribespeople beneath the altar danced with their hands and feet, starting to circle around the altar.

Zhu Rong excitedly waved his hands and walked up to Han Muye.

“Brother Han, I feel that I have gained many memories, but…”

He could not express it.

The expressions of Primordial Beings are always very straightforward and simple.

“Is it all about memories of flames?” Han Muye asked with a smile.

Zhu Rong nodded.

“You take your time to recall, to comprehend the power of flames, to control its rules.” Han Muye spoke softly, his palm supporting a golden flame.

This flame constantly changed, at times turning into a flying bird, at times into a running beast.

The flame exploded, like a cloud of mist, then condensed again, forming a golden long spear.

In Zhu Rong’s eyes, the flame seemed like a living thing, able to morph into anything.

This skill left him dazzled.

“Can I, can I do the same?”

He clenched his fists, whispering softly.

Han Muye smiled and nodded: “Of course.”

…

The totem beast of the Blazing Prairie Tribe had collapsed, but its power was inherited by Zhu Rong.

Having gained the power of the totem divine beast, Zhu Rong naturally mastered the rules of fire, and his ability to manipulate fire only needed simple practice, as if ingrained in his bones.

Zhu Rong practiced how to control the power of flame by himself, and whenever he did not understand something, he would consult Han Muye.

Han Muye, meanwhile, entered the stone house prepared for him by the Blazing Prairie Tribe and began his secluded cultivation.

Upon entering the primordial world, Han Muye felt a peculiarity in the power of heaven and earth.

Now in seclusion, he had time to analyze it carefully.

“If my guess is not wrong, then where did the primordial world come from…”

In his hand, a cosmic-level war lance manifested.

Golden divine patterns flashed on the lance.

When the power of qi and blood within Han Muye’s body permeated into the combat weapon, the long spear vibrated, drawing the power of the void into it.

A brilliant light burst forth from Han Muye’s eyes.

It was indeed Origin Power!

Just like the Azure Heaven Plane, it was complete Origin Power!

So, the primordial world was also like the Azure Heaven Plane, an Upper Plane!

Only this could explain why only the true body could enter the Ancient Desolate Ruins.

Although it had turned into a Ruins Realm, its origin was still complete; incomplete strength of the soul simply could not enter it.

What exactly happened back then, causing the primordial world to fall from an Upper Plane and eventually degrade to an ordinary universe? And eventually turn into a Ruins Realm?

And unlike the Azure Heaven Plane, the primordial world evidently suppresses various powers to the utmost extent.

Whereas the Azure Heaven Plane is exactly the opposite, not only are the powers of cultivators who enter it not suppressed but so long as the origin is intact, the demonstrated power of their Divine Power Techniques also becomes many times stronger.

What is the reason for this?

The secrets about the Plane are too ancient and beyond reach, but since the origin power of the primordial world is complete, Han Muye can do much more now.

One by one, Primordial Chaos and Universe level armors appeared around him, gently glowing and revolving around his body, with layers of divine light emerging on them.

Replenishing the Origin.

In this Primordial Plane, these armors are slowly replenishing the missing Origin Power within them.

While these armors spun on their own, a flame rose in front of Han Muye.

An Immortal Treasure Cauldron appeared.

Not the Purple Sun Cauldron, but an Immortal Treasure Cauldron he hadn’t used for a long time.

Spiritual herbs dropped in front of him, a dazzling light emanating from Han Muye’s hands.

Alchemy.

Conducting alchemy within the origin-intact primordial world.

As batch after batch of spiritual herbs was added into the cauldron, flames surrounded it, and the cauldron vibrated slightly, with all the origin power around it pouring into it.

In front of Han Muye, Origin Power in the cauldron shone and interwove, continuously merging.

Jade green Flowing Light represented life, red represented the richness of blood essence, black was the weight of metals, gold was the brilliance of the Scorching Sun…

“Hum—”

The cauldron vibrated, and jade-colored pills flew out, each pill adorned with faint golden divine patterns.

Pills of unblemished Origin.

Even if the grade of these pills was poor, they possessed unblemished Origin.

Such pills, for those cultivators from the Lower Plane who lacked Origin Power, were supreme treasures.

Treasures to replenish Origin.

Taking a pill in his mouth, the melting potency mixed with Origin Power dispersed throughout his body, and Han Muye’s smile grew broader.

During the last opening of the Path to the Heavens, a million strong entered the Azure Heaven Plane, among whom only a minority had unblemished Origin